Word: hewlett
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Those elected are: Janet A. Heaton of Bertram Hall and Germantown, Pa., Government; Laura J. Klein of Moors Hall and South Orange, N.J., Romance Languages; Jeanne A. Nettel of Cabot Hall and Jamaica, N.Y., History; Karen Silberblatt of Briggs Hall and Hewlett, N.Y., Economics; Dorothea E. Waelder of Cabot Hall and Bethesda, Md., History; and Marian H. Wilson of Bertram Hall and Exeter, N.H., Biology...
...come to discuss the antics of the Red Dean of Canterbury, who returned from Communist China with tall Canterbury Tales, including one about Chinese schoolchildren with chopsticks picking up American-sown germs. All Britain was roused by the latest irresponsible utterances of the pro-Communist Hewlett Johnson, 78-year-old Dean of Canterbury Cathedral. The Archbishop's measured words combined a defense of the Dean's tenure with a scathing denunciation of his behavior. "I am particularly affected by the Dean's activity," the Archbishop reminded his peers, "for the reason that many people believe that...
...There must be some way," mused London's Daily Mail last week, "of removing him from his high and ancient office." For the past five years, outraged churchgoers on both sides of the Atlantic have thought the same thought, as the Very Rev. Hewlett Johnson, dean of Canterbury Cathedral, cast one irresponsible political brickbat after another into the sanctified air surrounding his pulpit. Last week the best brains of Britain's church and state were doing their best to figure out a way to fire...
...Hewlett Johnson, the Red Dean of Canterbury, whose journeys usually leave a foamy wake of Communist propaganda, finished a tour of Red China with the announcement: "No longer can Christians reject the germ warfare stories as propaganda...
Sitting down to a breakfast of two boiled eggs with some Communist cronies somewhere in China, the Very Rev. Hewlett Johnson, Britain's white-eaved "Red Dean" of Canterbury, told his delighted friends about capitalist misery back home. "In England we never see eggs," he chortled. "I see here you have plenty...